A vampire that drinks from an ability user may inherit aspects of that ability.
I read it twice.
Celestine had drunk from me. Not much, the bell had interrupted her, but enough.
And afterward she had pulled back and asked what are you with the specific confusion of someone who had found something in the blood they hadn't expected. Then she had told me not to cross her path again.
She tasted the charge. And it confused her enough to make her cautious.
That was interesting information. I kept reading.
"Did you know," Sherry said, pulling me out of the page, "that the most dangerous vampire isn't one that walks in the sun?"
"Imm."
"It's one that can control its blood lust." She looked at me over the top of her book. "That's the real danger."
"Exactly what I was just reading," I said. "Greatest strength and greatest weakness in the same place. If they can control it, they're almost untouchable. If they can't, you have a window."
